AN~ I just got this really looooong review from elliegoat, and it convinced me to take a break from Hundred and Cyberspace for a bit. This is not a one-shot series, btw. and in answer to your reviews:

Hi: It doesn't have to be ooc, just something that won't happen. And this won't. Isn't it awesome, though?

All y'alls who pointed out my spelling mistakes: I went back and fixed 'em. thanks.

elliegoat: 1) you'll see, it has to do with her being a natural medium... next chapter! Or not..., 2) Yeah. Good idea! Incorporated into this chapter. 3) Nope, she can't leave! Yay! 4) Thats a good idea. 5) Of course. I was planning on that from the beginning.

"Grimm!" Puck stormed down the stairs, - well, the stairway- furious.

"What's wrong, Puck?" Granny asked absently, without looking up.

Daphne snickered. "Puck's stuck to the cieling. Sabrina, can you stick me to it too?"

Sabrina grinned. "Sure. I would've done it earlier, but I wanted to test it on somebody who won't get hurt if he falls off."

"Sabrina." Granny said sternly. "Put Puck right side up."

"But-" Sabrina said.

"Now." Granny said firmly.

"Fine." Sabrina muttered. She glared at Puck for a few seconds, and he fell on the ground.

"Hey!" He cried. "That hurt!"

"That's for the pickle goop on my first day of school."

"And what was the cieling for in the first place?"

"All the little things before that. Like the spider that caused the pickle incident in the first place."

"I'm scared now." Puck said.

"Why?" Daphne asked.

"Because that's not half the stuff I've done to her, and she's developing more powers."

Red snorted and muttered under her breath, "As if gravity control wasn't enough, she get more."

"Someone's jealous." Daphne quipped.

"Sabrina, the payback has to stop. I don't want Puck to be stuck to the cieling all the time." Granny interrupted.

Sabrina pouted. "But you let him do stuff to me! Why can't I do payback?"

"Because Puck has saved your life several times."

"And I can save my own life now." Sabrina muttered.

Red snorted again. "By doing what? Walking on the cieling? Fat lot of good that's gonna do if there's a gun."

"You're in an awful mood this morning." Daphne noted.

Red said nothing. She just glared at Sabrina. Sabrina gave her a bewildered look, shrugged, and went back to buttering her toast, the activity she had been engaged in before Puck stormed downstairs. Puck waited until she was facing away from him, and then quietly snuck up behind her and shoved her back.

"Ow!" Sabrina screeched.

"I didn't push you that hard." Puck protested, ignoring Granny's glare.

"I know." Sabrina said.

"Then why'd you scream?" Red was still glaring.

"It hurt!" Sabrina said. "Like, a lot."

"Does this hurt?" Puck asked, poking Sabrina's shoulder blade.

"Ouch!" Sabrina shot forward in her chair, pulling away from Puck's finger.

"Guess that answers that." Puck muttered, then poked the center of her back. "How about here?"

"No."

"Here?" Puck poked lower on her back.

"Eech!" Sabrina squirmed again.

"Did it hurt?"

"No, just tickled."

"You're strange." Puck shook his head, then went back to poking Sabrina's back. "How about here?"

"Yes!"

"Relax. Here?"

"Not as much."

This went on for some time, and they eventually established that two long, thick lines on her shoulder blades were the problem spots. Granny then dragged Sabrina upstairs to look at her back under better light and without other peering eyes watching. What she saw surprised her quite a bit.

"Oh my." She said. "My my my. This is very interesting."

"What is?" Sabrina asked.

"There are two large slits down your shoulder blades, and there appear to be feathers poking out of them..." Granny said.

"Feathers?" Someone asked through the closed door.

Granny went to open the door while Sabrina pulled her shirt back on. Daphne ran in and stopped her before the shirt ws all the way back on.

"Let me see!" She shouted.

Puck and Red followed her in more slowly. Sabrina was not comfortable with Puck seeing her with her shirt half off, but there wasn't much she could do. The three kids proceeded to stare at Sabrina's back.

"But- since when do fairies have feathers on their wings?" Puck asked.

"Is it rare?" Daphne asked.

"Have you ever seen a fairy with bird wings?" Puck asked dryly.

"Well, no, but..." Daphne trailed off.

"I suppose that's one of those things Baba Yaga was talking about." Granny said thoughtfully. "I had probably better tell her about this, she asked me to tell her about any new developments."

"I do not want some freaky old lady staring at my back!" Sabrina said.

"But-" Granny said. "I did tell her she could study you."

"What am I, a textbook?" Sabrina asked. "She can 'study me' after the wings are all the way out. Can I put my shirt back on now? It's cold in here."

"Go ahead." Granny said. "Fine, we can wait for a while, but I'm going to tell her anyway."

Puck got an evil smile on his face, and poked Sabrina in the back again. She jumped up about a foot, and somehow ended up on the cieling again.

"Oops." She said. "Didn't mean to jump that high."

"Can you come down?" Daphne asked. "You're making me dizzy."

"Gimme a minute, I like it up here." Sabrina walked over to the bed, positioned herself so that she would fall on it without hurting herself, and repositioned her personal gravity. She dropped semi-gracefully onto the bed. "That went well."

"You hit your head." Red noted.

"But I hit it on purpose." Sabrina said. "I really think I'm getting better at this whole thing."

"That's one thing I've noticed." Granny said. "You're surprisingly calm about this."

"Yeah..." Daphne said. "You really are. I mean, once you would have freaked out completely if stuff like this happened."

"I would have, wouldn't I?" Sabrina said. "That's funny. Now it's almost like, it was supposed to happen or something."

"I wonder what else is gonna happen to you..." Daphne mused.